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Encroaching TerrorHuckle-hunting crack-backed wormsEncroaching Terror11 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
'neath jeering, leering tangled forms.
Branches breaking, bending, sending
shivers down my mangled spine.
Fine, everything's just fine.
Backward glancing, I see dancing
shadows, shadows that aren't mine.
Time, time ever racing, chasing,
pacing, my footsteps ever hastening;
tasting the seconds as they fade away.
Decay comes quickly, sickly;
stenches, wrenches my groaning gut.
Moaning, roaming through the leaves,
weaves the yearning, burning thing of night.
Sight, I am robbed of sight.
Blinding, something hidden binding,
twining, snaking round my aching useless eyes.
Sighs, the sighs of
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Four-and-Twenty CultistsSing along everyone - this one's rather jolly! (the rhyming scheme at least).Four-and-Twenty Cultists8 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
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I saw angels dance with devils
under winter's crystal sky.
Old men passed between them,
crying "Dead men never die!"
Then the oceans fell before us,
as the dead began to sing.
Heavens parted wider;
winds prickled at our skin.
Now Satan awakes slowly,
like shadows on the sands.
Together we beg forgiveness,
as he lacerates our hands.
The landscape lies broken,
as stones roll through the hills.
Stars are growing brighter,
fed by blood of untold kills.
Death bends his toxic breath,
exuding nameless streams.
fabricating nightmares
and crimso
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The Seraphim of Cobwebbed HallsSilently I heard her whispering,The Seraphim of Cobwebbed Halls7 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
pallid ivory lips soft lisping,
Paper drifting slowly shifting,
from the bedroom's mildewed walls.
In these halls stirs vaguest chanting,
whippoorwills their cries decanting;
psycopomps in midnight sighing,
just outside these mildewed walls.
Huddled forms sprawl stealthily creeping,
countless spiders surging sweeping,
toward the bed where she lies sleeping,
the maiden of these mildewed walls.
Trapped within that pall's mass trembling,
writhes the one I stayed here tending,
all those bleak nights never-ending,
within these wretched mildewed walls.
Blasphemous birds fall shrieking mocking,
throu
The Moon and NeptuneWith silent grace she shines aloft.The Moon and Neptune11 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Somnolent stars suffuse face soft.
Gossamer drifts of shifting clouds
cast shadows on a pearly brow.
Waves spin tales of sailors' yarns,
hidden swathes of ancient charms.
Seabirds' cries and creaking calls,
waters whipped by singing squalls.
Neptune urged with surging shifts,
destruction of the struggling skiffs.
To straggling rocks the sinking ships,
sleeping sands each sadly slips.
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RevelationsI saw Him rise and He does exist,Revelations8 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
came and saved a sinning atheist.
Showed me light when I saw none,
paved the way for the path I'm on.
Now I know what's required of me,
the Lord has come and set me free.
With pen in hand I write this line,
and watch the stars as they realign,
Others laugh and call me names,
they'll soon perish in His flames!
None of them would take a look,
as I opened up the ancient Book!
I pray and plead to join the throng,
worshipers that know Your song!
Come take me to the distant place,
insane in the arms of mad embrace!
Oh Great Lord Cthulhu!
Innsmouth Girl (Uptown Girl Parody)Innsmouth girlInnsmouth Girl (Uptown Girl Parody)2 months ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
She's been living in her Innsmouth world
I bet she's never had unchanged guy
I bet the Marshes never told her why
I'm gonna try for an Innsmouth girl
She's been living in her black reef world
As long as anyone with fine gills can
And now she's looking for a Arkham man
That's what I am
And then she knows what
He wants from His Sign
And then He'll wake up
And shake up her mind
She'll see I'm not so tough
Just because
I'm in love with an Innsmouth girl
You know I've seen her in her Innsmouth world
She's getting tired of her sea port's noise
And all her trinkets from her Innsmouth boys
She's got a choice
Inns
How one Dead Views the LivingMy life had always been painted in sombre greys. In death, how it blossoms!How one Dead Views the Living10 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
When the rains come, the watery drops fall like tears of ink: echoing and dancing across sparkling sapphire puddles. The sun, a golden mystic orb, shedding its beauty on all it touches.
I see rustic weather-beaten cragged faces of the old, set with eyes of faded blue. I behold bright smiles and blushes upon the fat cheeks of the young. My ears prickle with the twirling thousand-noted song of birds. The beauty of all these things I never observed in life, now bursts upon my ripened senses - in death.
In a trance I view this new-found paradise. Life, I have come to
Cerberus and SiriusIn the nighttime I were glancing,Cerberus and Sirius3 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
to the heavens, softly dancing,
where the starlight lay entrancing
thoughts within my mind.
Sirius, I spied in wonder,
the brightest light we live here under;
the Dog Star clad in wildest splendor.
Then there came again to enter,
another thought within my mind.
All the ground below is hiding,
shadow depths so filled with dying.
All those realms so secret sighing;
Hades' hound stirs with his crying:
Cerberus, that beast of thunder,
with three heads to tear asunder
any who might seek to wander
to that starless hidden realm.
Dwelling on these myths, I question'd
if in fable they were lessen'd,
in their act
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